Isiah patted Ciel's head gently, his touch aimed at calming the child who had been sobbing since their reunion.
Ciel continued to repeat that he was a good kid, a common response from someone who had experienced trauma.
"Hey, Ciel, let's go back home now," Isiah suggested, his voice laced with a hint of kindness.
Ciel's eyes seemed to shimmer in the darkness at the prospect of returning home, and he giggled softly before responding, "Thank you, sir."
Isiah started to walk, and Ciel followed closely behind. The child's inquiry about how to address Isiah prompted a smile from the older man.
Isiah decided to keep it simple.
"Just call me Isiah," he replied, withholding his full name for some reason. In this region, everyone knew who Isiah Duncan was, even though he had not done anything of note.
The person responsible for destroying the system had been his brother, yet all eyes were on Isiah, anticipating a radical transformation.
